I am sorry....but spare a thought..

Its too easy to speak your mind and point out mistakes for omissions..
I consider you to imagine..from the parents viewpoint..
Who knowing the fact accompany their child in every situation..
And Easy to explain the condition of not having an association..

Been applauded by many with different adjectives to consider my rejection..
No longer I blame you..of me being short and baggy....I completely understand your position..
The joke of every time is me..who sometime is rejected..for many obvious reasons..
But the best thing..is altogether blaming it on my destiny..

You ..yes you..all are also responsible for making me what I am today..
Sitting like helpless chaps..reciting the words of fate...till this day..
Giving me the reason to freak out.....from my clothing to actually gauge you...
Spare a thought on the parents...who have come up there living a dream of truth..

Call it to be a late pass....that I am actually not able to see you..
Time and again...they remind me..you are up there somewhere...
I wish and pray..to make please expedite and make it too soon...
Its been a hell here till date..please come and take me...to your own moon...